We’re not in the habit of writing about non-SoCal brands, but I was so baffled by the look-book from a label called New York Couture, I had to share.
The label’s toddler-cum-hooker look (intensified by the old-school Patricia Field-esque styling) is so early-90s club kid, it’s sorta spooky. Could “Party Monster” Michael Alig be pulling the strings from his sparkle-strewn jail cell? Or perhaps his sidekick, James St. James, has taken up sewing?
Because these are clothes made to drop ecstasy by…in the back of a U-Haul decorated with glo-sticks. I’m just gonna go hunt for my mini backpack now…
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